Category: 40yrs

My Wife is a Member of ZOG, and I Didn’t Even Get a F$#@ing T-shirt

My wife got a fund solicitation from AIPAC today. I haven’t gotten anything.

I’m feeling so left out. What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I be a member of the Zionist Occupation Government?

But it’s not like I’d give those morons money. They have their tongue so far up GW Bush’s ass, they can taste his tonsils, and this guy would sell Israel down the river in a minute for Prince Bandar.

Remember, Always Wear Seat Belts…If Nothing Else

Here we have the story of a head on collision with a happy….relatively death free ending.

Collision involved naked couple

Investigators think that alcohol was a factor in a head-on collision in Comal County on July 18 in which two victims were pulled from their car naked.

“The only thing they had on was the radio . . . and their seat belts,” Department of Public Safety Cpl. Rick Alvarez said.

On the evening of July 18, Lisa Marie Bishop, 25, of Austin was driving north on FM 1102 north of New Braunfels when she went around a curve and swerved into the southbound lane, crashing head-on to a truck driven by Juan Montoya, 49, of New Braunfels, Alvarez said.

Montoya was not injured. Bishop sustained injuries that were not life-threatening, but her passenger, 26-year-old Robert Rydeen of Austin, was airlifted to San Antonio and was in stable condition Monday, officials said.

Bishop told investigators that she and Rydeen had been at Schlitterbahn Waterpark and had removed their wet clothes for the drive home, Alvarez said. Investigators found some wet clothes in the car as well as evidence of alcohol consumption.

Alvarez said that in his 13 1/2 years as a DPS trooper, he had never before investigated a crash involving nude drivers.

“But she’s from Austin,” he said, “and I figure Austin folks are a little different.”

You think?????

Things I Really Hate

Number 773 on the list:

The fact that Coca Cola® has come out with a number of new flavors, New Coke, Cherry Coke, Lime Coke, Chocolate Coke, Beer Coke, etc. that have packaging almost identical to Coke Classic®.

I think that part of their marketing scheme is to get people to try the new varieties by mistake.

The special today came with a 20 oz bottle of Coke, and I just got a mouthful of something like Anchovie Coke®.

Blech.

Who Hasn’t Been Tempted to Do This?

It appears that NASA has lost nearly 100 million of taxpayer purchased equipment in the past decade.

It appears that there are few controls in place for about $35 billion of assets.

That being said, the story of the lost laptop is my favorite:

It cites one employee who excused himself (or herself) of losing a laptop worth $4,000 with the explanation that the machine had burned up in the atmosphere.

The lost equipment report included the following explanation: “This computer, although assigned to me, was being used on board the International Space Station. I was informed that it was tossed overboard to be burned up in the atmosphere when it failed.”

That sure as hell beats, “the dog ate my homework”.

You know, if I were in orbit, that’s what I’d do to a computer that was #$%%ing up badly. I’d watch it all the way down.

The Kitty Grim Reaper

It appears that a cat in Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island brings death with its cuddles.

The cat, named Oscar, is normally standoffish, but will cuddle up to people in the last 4 hours or so before death.

Probably something to do with the cat sensing or smelling something that we can’t.

Then again it’s a cat, so maybe it just brings death along.

Thomas Graves, a feline expert and chief of small animal medicine at the University of Illinois College of Veterinary Medicine, described Oscar’s actions as “such a cat thing to do”, but admitted: “Those things are hard to study. I think probably dogs and cats can sense things we can’t.”

Dr Teno concluded: “I don’t think this is a psychic cat. I think there’s probably a biochemical explanation.

More Death cats:




Not sure if the last one is a death cat, but if looks could kill…

Spanish Satire Mag Closed for Speaking Truth

The Regester reports that the Spanish satirical humor magazine El Jueves was been shut down because of a cartoon about the Spanish prince.

All existing copies were collected and destroyed, and the judge ordered the “printing plates” destroyed (not up on modern printing tech, I guess)

The Spanish government has decided to pay €2,500 (about $3500 US) for each child that Crown Prince Felipe and Princess Letizia have.

Well, El Jueves published a cartoon (No, you’ll have to find it on Google) with the Crown Prince and Princess in bed, with the caption, “Do you realise that if you get pregnant . . . It will be the closest thing to work I’ve done in my life?“.

Funny, and made even funnier by the banning.

BTW, there are copies of the magazine on Ebay when I last checked

Only in the USA

It appears that some inmates at El Reno federal prison in Oklahoma attempted to buy a “get out of jail free” card using copyright.

They “copyrighted” and then attempted to file suits for millions of dollars against him and seize his property with the idea of using this as leverage to be let out.

Needless to say, the indictments against them for “conspiring to impede the duties of federal prison officials” rap, and “mailing threatening communications with the intent to extort”.

On the bright side, they have each received six figure offers of employment from the RIAA when they get out of stir.

What the Frack?

So, I’m at work today, and unbidden, the song Kiss Me Deadly by (quick Google….Ohhhh!!! the 1955 Mike Hammer Movie sounds like neat film noir) Lita Ford.

Not a song I like particularly, but songs I don’t like spring into my head unbidden all the time (quick, try to not have It’s a Small World going through your head).

I didn’t think much of it, and tried to occupy myself otherwise.

About 6 hours later, I’m driving home, and Colin “The most overrated man in America” Powell comes on NPR. Not wanting to listen to his self-serving, hypocritical bulls#$@, I changed to music.

There the song was, one that I had not thought about in 10 years.

Synchronicity, I guess.

My Spice Rub Has Been Upgraded to Dietary Supplement

I have a Curry Spice Rub. In addition to being great on Lamb, Veal, Chicken and Beef, it now turns out that it may combat Alzheimer’s:

“Dr Milan Fiala of the University of California Los Angeles and colleagues note in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences that they’d already shown that curcumin ‘may affect the brain cells of Alzheimer’s patients’, but wanted to pinpoint the ‘precise factor’ responsible.”

I’m feeling so virtuous right now. If I try it on fish, with the Omega 3s, it may be the fountain of bloody youth.

Putting On Your Stupid Hat

As some of you are no doubt aware, I’m in the SCA, a medieval re-creation group, which simulates a number of activities, such as cooking, calligraphy, garb, and medieval combat

For the past 5 years, between the kids, and my involvement in other aspect of the SCA, most notably cooking, and I haven’t put my armor on at all.

I put my armor and re-authorized (qualified to be a safe fighter) yesterday.

The combat is full contact, with rattan (a sort of solid bamboo) weapons, and we wear armor (16 gauge steel on the head, minimum).

I did OK, though after qualification, I laid down, and put my hand on a hornet, with the expected results, so I spent the next half hour getting Benadryl® on that the sting, and I decided not to fight after that, because the (admittedly minor, I’m not that allergic) swelling looked like a blister just waiting to happen.

When all is said and done, I did OK in the authorization bout. I actually “killed” my opponent from my knees after my legs were taken (think Monty Python and the Holy Grail), which I almost never do.

I’ve got to get back into my “getting hit over the head lessons”.

Unfortunately, fighter practice here is Friday night, which is right out because it’s Shabbos, so I can’t show up.